Ok, so everyone knows that alcohol and sports mix like peanut butter and jelly. Sometimes fans say things to other fans that might not be appropriate and sometimes things happen. Generally it is just a drunken swear fest that ends with no punches being thrown because fighting is not really an acceptable way of handling disputes at a ballgame, or at least not every argument. I am a supporter of jabbing fans of the other team...as long as they do not have any outward sign of them being overly aggressive. I believe most people go to a game to have fun, have a few drinks, watch baseball, and enjoy time spent away from real responsibility.
Sometimes there are bad eggs in the crowd though. Generally they are fans of the home team that get a little too.....shall we say, impaired, and then things can go south really fast. I remember going to many Sox-Yanks games and seeing fights break out. If you wear a Yankees jersey to Fenway you run the risk of being harassed by drunks. Hold up a sign that told Duquette to take Roger Clemens back after he got shelled the day before (he then received a face full of fists). Also after a blown call the fans showered the field with debris. Lately the new rage is getting to physical altercations with players. Everyone remember the incident in right field with Gary Sheffield (not the first player I would pick a fight with) and there are all sorts of other examples. Anyways, last night there was a doozy...
I was watching the game when this happened. Am I surprised? No, not really. Like I said, alcohol and baseball mix together almost too well....especially when your team is getting the stuffing knocked out of them. Anyways, hopefully this jackass gets caught...I mean look at him. I have no problem judging a book by the cover and this book looks like a Grade A Douchebag.
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